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Chapter 4
Gibbs and Kate were wandering the corridors of the plane. Gibbs asked her about Commander Trapp, but she quickly changed the subject back to the floor plans. "I can't give him Air Force One floor plans. They're top-secret."
He smiled, "Come on. I saw this in a Harrison Ford movie."
"Well that's Hollywood speculation. You're asking for the real thing."
He turned down the hallway searching for something. "Isn't the President's head somewhere down here?"
"No." She immediately replied. He turned into another room.
"No, this is in the movie." He found the room, "Yeah Harrison was sitting right there!" He laughed, and grabbed the back of the chair at the head of the table.
Kate was still 'all business' however. "I cannot risk those plans getting out on the internet."
"NCIS does not leak. If these plans get out, you can shoot DiNozzo." He smiled.
She thought about it for a bit, as tempting as it sounded, she still loved him. "No, I think I'm destined to shoot you."
"What about Commander Trapp?"
"Only met him this morning. He just received his Yankee White clearance and was Major Kerry's backup. The Major has the flu." Gibbs looked out the second door to the room and found himself back in the side corridor.
"We'll get a Navy doc to verify that."
"He's got it. But go ahead and…and…and waste a doctor's time double-checking like your Ducky."
He stopped in front of a closet door with a security lock on it. He was amazed by it. "This was where the terrorists got their weapons in the movie." He started pressing buttons on the keypad.
"Oh that is as ridiculous as the President's escape capsule."
Gibbs gave up on the security pad and moved onto the next door. "Nobody switched planes with the President?" He found the new door lead back into the President's lunchroom.
"The press was put on a separate plane. Everyone else boarded the backup except three stewards, who I put in the press cabin."
He looked at Kate confused, "What did you keep them for? Make coffee?" He opened the press cabin and found three stewards sitting in the seats.
"I may not know the finer points of investigating like sticking needles in liver or, you know, measuring swimsuit models, but I do know enough to hold the stewards who prepared and served the President's lunch."
He replied, "Mmm, okay." When she asked him if he wanted to interview them, he walked off, so she followed him. "No, they're not going anywhere. We got a crime scene to investigate. Rule number one: Never let suspects stay together.
"Well I didn't exactly consider them suspects." She tried to explain, but Gibbs cut her off.
"Then why did you hold 'em? Put these on." He gave her an extra pair of rubber gloves that he took out his jacket pocket. She was quick to point out, however, that her fingerprints were already all over the aircraft. "Rule number two: always wear gloves at a crime scene." By this point they had returned back to the main cabin.
Ducky had discovered where the discrepancy between the times of death had occurred, "Now, since the Commander had lunch with the President, I'm sure the President's physician rushed to evaluate his condition. He also called Trapp's time of death."
Kate knelt down beside the body, "Yes, uh once he was sure the President wasn't in medical danger, he returned, and he was gone nearly an hour."
"Yes I'm sure the autopsy will show that Commander Trapp expired almost immediately."
She looked towards the ME, "I owe you an apology, doctor."
He was quick to correct her, "Oh, please, it's Ducky to my associates. I'm just relieved we straightened it out. It's inconsistencies like this, start conspiracy theories. It reminds me of a--a case once in New Orleans. A jealous husband shot his wife off a Mardi Gras float right under the clock at the corner of Basin Street and-"
He was interrupted by Gibbs, "Come on Duck, give it a rest. She's got work to do." He picked up his kit and left the room into the President's office.
"I'll tell you the rest later," he said to Kate quietly afterwards. She smiled at him and went to follow Gibbs.
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